She just got off a frustrating eleven hour shift of putting up with the bullshit of managing someone else's business and all that it entails; employee conflict, client dissatisfaction, broken equipment, and financial responsibilities.
" I need to go to the gym and work this off or I am going straight to my favorite watering hole to drink off the stress," she thought to herself. Favorite watering hole sounded more enticing, but she chose the gym reluctantly. Two years before she had gotten out of a very horrible, long-term relationship. Not only did it leave her probably incapable of having another "real" relationship, it also left her quite fat. She didn't realize that in her unhappiness, she was letting herself go. She had been working on this and was very close to her goal weight, but still needed a lot of toning.
After a great, stress relieving weight lifting session she was sweaty and ready to go home and crack open a beer to finalize the relaxation. She decided to shower at home later. She grabbed her bag out of her locker and headed out the door to her truck dressed in her shorts, tank top, and a sports bra. Her thong just made it more uncomfortable to work out.
It had just gotten dark and it was nice out and cooler finally. She got into her truck and drove the few blocks to her house, cranking the tunes all the way. Music was one of her forms of 'therapy'. She turned onto her street and backed into her driveway just the way she did everyday. She dialed down the volume so it wouldn't scare the shit out of her in the morning, turned off the truck and got out. She had more than an armload of stuff to carry in. A workbag, her work clothes, her gym bag and purse. She got out of the truck trying to juggle it all and make her way to the house fumbling for her house key.
"NNNNUUUUGGGGHHHH," she involuntarily let out as she felt the intense pain her mid back and fell to the grass of her front yard face first. It was surreal she thought as she felt it all happen in slow motion, her face hit the bristly grass as a large person straddle her from behind on her lawn and heard a sound she faintly recognized. It was the sound of duct tape ripping off the roll. As she became semi aware of what was happening, a stream of urine escaped her and soaked her shorts and her lawn.
"This can not be happening to me," she thought, helpless and in distress. Her mind started to race trying to find it in herself to fight back but she couldn't, everything was happening faster than her mind could process. She was no match for whatever monster had accosted her.
She felt the tape being placed over her mouth despite her feeble attempt to control her own body and fight back. She knew if this went any further she was doomed. She had to try to gain control or she could end up very hurt, or worse.
Just as she started to regain some feeling to her extremities, it hit her again! The two bites on her mid back struck again.
"NO," she thought as she realized it was a stun gun paralyzing her.
The electricity ripped through her body like a freight train as another stream of urine escaped her and slobber dripped down her face just before the world went dark.
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She came around to consciousness and felt her self very bound. Tape over her mouth and over her eyes; her fingers were touching her ankles. Hands bound together, feet bound together, hands and feet bound together. She was hogtied!
She could hear the purr of a motor and the stereo playing as she was lying on her left side with not much room to move.
"I am in a car," she thought.
She listened intently for clues as to her whereabouts, but there were none. The driver was silent. She dare not move. She was beyond scared. She could picture the headlines tomorrow, 'Local Mom Goes Missing'. She was a girl with fight, but the fight was buried deep in the terror of this.
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After what seemed like forever, she felt the vehicle come to a stop. She tried so hard to listen to everything to try to figure out what was going on. Where was she? Who was kidnapping her? Why in the hell did they do this to her?
Her thoughts were quashed as she heard the door close to her head being opened and felt hands on her body. She froze with fear. Suddenly she felt a finger invade her pussy. Immediately she felt like throwing up. No one was allowed to touch her there but 'him'. The thought of another man touching her there repulsed her. This was on another level of grossness however.
Her captor removed his finger and grabbed her under the arms to take her out of the backseat and carry her off to her demise, she imagined. He threw her over his shoulder in a fireman carry. She was helpless, hog tied and very, very terrified. His strong hands balanced her effortlessly on his shoulder. He never broke his stride.
Suddenly he stopped walking and she felt his hand on her back, forcing her off his shoulder as gravity took over and she lay on the grass again. She pulled her knees up as far as she so could try to assume the fetal position. It made her feel safe. She was sure this was the end. Her life flashed before her eyes. Her favorite fuck, her kids, her parents, her pets, and every memory she ever had, everything she loved.
She felt this beast get on top of her and cut off the tape binding her hands and feet before he cut off all her clothing. She lay there trembling and naked, still with tape over her mouth and eyes.
He picked her sobbing body up and stood her upright against something very rough. She felt something digging into her back as he put her hands behind her and wrapped them around something round before securing them with rope.
"It is a tree!" she thought. " This crazy bastard has me bound around a tree!"
Her ankles were jerked out form under her one by one as she felt her capture slip what felt like a rope around them and pull them far apart, securing them to the point she could not move them. A rope was placed tightly around her mid section and one around her neck, totally immobilizing her against the tree. Then it got silent as she heard him walk away.
